Since the fortress in the sky had been destroyed, since orbital bombardment could not completely erase these stubborn insects, and since that damned machine-worshipping zealot wanted to close the Eye of the Warp, Abaddon, Warmaster of the Chaos Gods, decided to deliver the planet's final blow himself.
"For the Dark Gods! For Horus! For vengeance!"
At Abaddon's roar, his flagship, the Vengeful Spirit, and several nearby Black Legion battleships forced all their power into their massive teleportation arrays.
Regardless of the cost. Regardless of the damage.
On Cadia's surface, at the defensive positions on the Elysion Plains, space seemed to be torn apart by countless invisible hands. Nauseating Warp lightning erupted across the ground, followed by tens of thousands of Chaos elites.
The bloodiest meat grinder had begun.
"For the Warmaster! For the Chaos Gods! Kill!!"
Amid frenzied war cries, formations of Black Legion Terminators teleported directly onto the flank of the Imperial lines like a black torrent of steel. Clad in heavy Tactical Dreadnought Armour, they immediately tore apart the Cadia 8th Regiment's fortifications with their combi-bolters and Power Fists.
But this was only the beginning.
At the other end of the battle line, a crimson tide swept forward. These were madmen clad in brass armour, their helmets adorned with rabbit-ear crests-the Berserkers of the World Eaters Legion. They had no tactics, no cover, only a pure desire to slaughter.
"Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne!"
The roar of Chainaxes drowned out even the gunfire. Watching the red-armoured madmen charge toward him, Wolf Lord Sven Bloodhowl bared his fangs in a savage grin.
"Ha! Finally, something worth fighting! Lads! Show these muscle-brained lunatics what the wolf pups of Fenris can do!!"
The Space Wolves let out a chorus of howls. Abandoning any thought of exchanging